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He sat on the edge of his own cot, his shoulders heavy as he faced away from her. "I.. I know I love you. Or.. I loved you when I was 'normal'. I...
"I.. I don't know. Maybe.. Alyssa... You should talk to him about it. This wasn't my place to tell you."
He clenched his fists. His eyes were teary but his voice didn't show it. "Stop telling me to settle into a life that isn't mine! This is my life!...
She didn't say anything, only watching her anxiously.
This upset him. "So what? Am I just doomed to remember the loving memories of who I was? What we had?"
She came over, rubbing her back. "I want to help, Alyssa. I don't think he will let me."
"No, I.." he looked confused, hugging himself and his pillow. "I miss you. I miss everything being normal. I want to remember everything and I...
She hesitated, reaching over and lightly touching her shoulder. "He's sacrificed a lot.. I'm not sure he even had a house to live in."
"I'm not mad," he said, "I just.. I'm not happy."
She folded her arms self consciously. "Pretty different. Some would say I was born with a silver spoon."
They paid for the items. He was silent as they did, and eventually left, heading back to their base.
Fleur hesitated, tugging on her pinkie finger. "I love him.. I'm scared the longer I wait the harder it will be if he says no."
Something in his expression shifted and he turned, starting toward the registers. "Let's just go."
Fleur's frown deepened. "He was on the fence about wanting a relationship because of our difference in status, so I told him to make up his mind...
He pointed to her feet. "You're standing far away."
Fleur looked around with a frown. "Is Ferris back yet?"
He frowned. "Are you scared of me?"
(Yoop!)
He noticed, looking up at her. "What?"
She didn't notice, already in her room as she got ready with a frown.